"Helian died by Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!”
"You Liqing… do you have anything to explain?!”
You Liqing, clad in golden armor with his arms crossed over his chest, was momentarily taken aback.
"Absolutely impossible!”
He frowned deeply.
You Liqing walked over to the corpse of Su Helian.
His powerful senses spread out.
The next moment…
His expression stiffened slightly!
Qianyuan Taoist City, Thunder Alley.
Li Qingshan sat in the courtyard, clutching a Divinity Crystal, slowly absorbing the divinity within to recover his own life force.
He also sensed that terrifying explosion, the scorching blast that swept over, containing the will of a Fetal Breath Transformation Great Master—how domineering yet desperate?
Li Qingshan looked up.
Listening to the booming explosion that resounded through the entire Dao City.
Under the cat face mask, his eyes were somewhat profound.
He knew, the operation was over.
It was time for him to make his appearance.
Slowly exhaling a breath, the snow drifting down from the sky all carried mournful divinity.
"The Underworld decrees your death at the third watch; how could you stay alive until the fifth watch?”
"Off you go.”
Li Qingshan felt much more comfortable in his heart.
His presence suddenly maximized.
However, Li Qingshan also had some doubts in his heart; this Su Helian… as an honorary Elder of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect Outer Sect…
Why did the Underworld want to kill him?
Why?!
But Li Qingshan firmly believed that the Underworld must have its reasons.
Because, up to this point, the Underworld has done no evil deeds, even more resentful of evil than Li Qingshan himself!
Su Helian must have done something bad!
Li Qingshan’s eyes narrowed.
He trusted the Underworld unreservedly!
Buzz—!
A patch of snow exploded abruptly.
Li Qingshan’s eyes sharpened.
He saw a white chess piece floating up, suddenly grasped tightly, and in the next moment, Li Che wearing the Thunder Dragon mask returned to the courtyard.
Standing tall at the spot, his clothes torn and revealing his muscular body as tough as steel beneath.
Terrifying scorching Qi-Blood, burning and distorting the air.
The aura from clashing with a Fetal Breath Transformation Great Master had not dissipated yet.
His Ascending Stance had not been undone!
Domineering, Unparalleled, Terrifying!
His black hair wildly swirling, his eyes mixing electric currents with Golden Smoke, merged with the power of the avatar of Eight Temple Gods, standing like a God Demon amidst the wind and snow.
The formidable pressure of the Temple God Rank…
Nearly suffocated Li Qingshan.
How scary!
Is this the Thunder Dragon?
Could probably kill him with just a flick of a finger, right?!
Li Che’s eyes faintly swept over, landing on Li Qingshan, and paused slightly.
"You haven’t left yet?”
Li Qingshan:
However, Li Che did not pay too much attention.
Dispelling the Ascending Stance, the oppressive atmosphere instantly dissipated, and the Temple God Power returned to the Brow Niwan.
Slowly exhaling a breath, Li Che’s eyes dazzled to the extreme!
He glanced at Li Qingshan.
"Do you truly wish to join the Underworld?”
Li Qingshan’s body stiffened, but hearing the words of the Thunder Dragon, he knew that a higher-up from the Underworld had spoken.
He hurriedly stood up but found that his legs were a bit soft from being drained by the Thunder Dragon earlier.
Nearly fell to the ground.
He gave an awkward smile, quickly standing straight.
"Elder! I, Cat Face, truly want to join the Underworld, to abhor evil as my enemy, to punish the wicked and rid of evil!”
Li Qingshan’s beliefs surged, emotions stirred.
Underneath the Thunder Dragon mask, Li Che suddenly let out a low chuckle.
"To abhor evil as an enemy? To punish the wicked and rid of evil?”
"You may be disappointed.”
"The Underworld
"Perhaps is
"The greatest evil in this world.”
The next moment.
Thunder Dragon spread his five fingers.
"God, return.”
"Soul Capturing.”
The voice, grandiose, as if resonating across the entire courtyard.
Then.
In Li Qingshan’s shocked gaze.
A wisp of dark energy slowly condensed…
And then…
The figure of Su Helian, accompanied by roars, screams, pain, and contortion… slowly emerged.
As if…
Pulled back from the endless darkness, a soul wandering through the Netherworld, forcibly dragged back by domineering force!
Li Che, wearing the Thunder Dragon mask, looked calmly and indifferently at Li Qingshan, whose legs were trembling slightly.
"Now… do you still wish to enter the Underworld?”